In spite of the summer heat, a chill ran up Omar’s spine. He turned the shell over in his hands, and imagined he could feel electricity...
“I have waited for this moment,” Nemesio said. "Do you know what happened to me? How miserable my life became? I survived only to destroy you."
Omar dashed between the traffic lanes, trying to make out the Mercedes driver’s face. But the man reversed, swung a u-turn and sped off.
The Mercedes’s engine came to life with a roar. Omar grabbed Samia around the waist and pulled her between two cars. She cried out in fear,...
‘If one day I am shipwrecked,” he whispered, “and a typhoon breaks my sails, bury my body near the sea in Venezuela.” The words comforted him.
Omar met Celio Natá's flat gaze. The man was the Black Knife: the Ngäbe-Buglé’s secret weapon. A one-man strike force.
It’s like we’re cursed. Like that day was a judgement. It was a hammer that struck us all, and either forged us into something better, or...
Wide eyed, Ivana spun and extended the ojbect she'd been holding. Omar saw that it was not a pen, but a small, gold-plated handgun. Pointing straight...
He reached to take her hand - and her other hand swung out from behind her back. Omar caught a glimpse of a large, rough-edged chunk...
Even with one eye I can see you lying here all tight and angry. Do you have any idea what you did? You saved my life....